It had been a week since my abduction, and I was finally going home, as promised.

The man that abducted me taught me so much about myself. I learned that I am a slut, and am going to need cock from now on. Master showed me my lust for cock on that first night I was away from home.

Chapter 1

My name is Trixie and I just turned 12 years old. I was walking home from school thinking about boys; like always, when master grabbed me. I was injected with something and didn't wake up until we were safely away.

I was terrified; of course, but master calmed me down.

"Calm down, don't worry. I am not going to hurt you and you will get to go home. Just give me one week and I'll teach you everything you want to know about yourself." The man said with confidence.

"Just let me go mister, I won't tell anybody I promise and everything will be okay." I said still obviously panicked.

"First thing you need to know about me is I will never lie to you. When I say you get to go home in a week and I am not going to hurt you, I'm serious. It's five o'clock in the afternoon, you've already been gone for 2 1/2 hour's. So it's too late to think everything's going to be okay if I just let you go." He said staring straight through me, but somehow making me believe he was telling the truth.

He stood from his chair and slowly walked towards me. He sat down on the couch next to me. My breathing got heavy, I knew what was coming next. He was going to rape me, do unspeakable things to me, use me day and night for a whole week. These thoughts running through my head were somehow turning me on. It was not the first time I had fantasized about rape, but this was real, I shouldn't be turned on.

He moved closer to me. He wrapped his arm around me in a comforting way. His hand went between my legs. This is it I thought, what I have been fantasizing and fearing about ever since I reached puberty.

I thought it would be some boy in school that would take my virginity. Knowing it is a grown man who abducted me somehow makes it better. I had heard some of the stories my friends would tell about their first time with a boy, it never seemed pleasant and sometimes the boys could be cruel spreading rumors.

His fingers began rotating on top of my clitoris. He has a great touch and I noticed myself spreading my legs wider. I am somehow glad I am wearing a skirt and his fingers don't have to penetrate through a thick layer of denim. What am I thinking, I just can't let this man rape me. Only a dirty slut would allow that.

"I know this feels good, I know you like it. It's okay to like it. Just let yourself go, let it happen. And remember it's not your fault, I made you do it." His logic seemed sound. He was right, if I fight it he might hurt me. I should just let myself be raped and if I cum during the rape it's not my fault. The heat coming from my pussy was making it easier to rationalize being a slut.

He had such an expert touch. This will be the first time I've had an orgasm with anybody but myself. Just thinking that only a slut would allow herself to be turned on by rape, is getting me closer and closer to orgasm.

My forced lover must have sensed my approaching orgasm. He grabbed my breast and squeeze just right.

"Oh my God." I let out as my body betrayed me and went awash in orgasmic tingling. He's going to think I'm such a slut for saying that.

"That's it, let it out, cum for your master." He whispered, turning me on even more.

Oh my God what's happening to me. Normal people don't act like this, I should be screaming for my mommy or something. I must be some sort of dirty rape slut, I kept thinking to myself.

"Relax, I can see you are feeling guilty. Let me explain what I do, I think it will make you feel better." He stops touching my pussy, to my dismay.

He walks over to a small bar and makes us both a drink. I taste the alcohol in my drink, it's not very strong. I strangely appreciate that he's treating me like an adult. I start to close my legs.

"Don't do that, leave those legs open, I want to see that hot pussy." The stranger said keeping me in an excited state.

He slowly began stroking his cock through his pants as he looked me up and down, paying special attention to my wet panty covered pussy.

"I travel all over the country helping girls like you. After you reached puberty I'll bet all you can think about is boys. But you don't know how to approach them, you don't know what to do. It's not one boy in particular that you like, it's all boy's. Think about, it's really their cocks that you want, isn't it?" The stranger says sitting back sipping his drink waiting for an answer.

I sat there thinking, but no matter how long I thought, I realized he was right. From getting wet looking at my teachers bulge; to sneaking into the boys bathroom and masturbating in one stall's. I must be a slut, good girls don't have penis on the brain like that.

I nodded my head up and down responding to his question. I expect him to burst out in laughter, point his finger and start calling me a slut, just like some of the boys at school would do.

"What you are feeling is perfectly normal. Some girls have a sluttish nature and it's my job to unleash it. When I am through teaching you how to be a good slut you will thank me; you'll see." He said finishing his drink and standing in front of me.

This guy seems pretty convinced that I am a slut. It might have to do with the fact I'm staring at the bulge in his pants just a few feet away.

He slowly starts to unbutton his blue jeans. My eyes get bigger with anticipation and my fingers find their way to my panty covered pussy. When his jeans are fully unbutton they are so baggy they fall to the floor.

I have seen pictures of men's penises before. They always brought a tingle to my pussy. Now my pussy was gushing.

It is bigger than I thought it would be, and well groomed to. It is bigger than the hair brush handle I have been using to masturbate with, and I know it gets even bigger than that. My slutty brain wants to know what it looks like hard. My hands wants to reach out so bad and touch it. I am finding myself in the same dilemma, I don't know what to do. Only this time I have a live cock right in front of me asking for my attention.

"You know you want to touch it, so go ahead. Men love sluts, trust me. Just be honest with yourself."

It's like he knew just what to say, how to break down my guard and bring out the slut inside of me and every time he did, my pussy gushed a little more.

I reached out and grabbed hold of the thick shaft. Feeling the warm rod growing thick and hard made my pussy shimmer again. I suddenly wanted in my mouth.

"You're licking your lips, did you know that?" I didn't know that. "Tell me you want to suck on it. Talk dirty, tell me you want my big hard cock in your mouth." He said looking down at me with confidence.

Oh well here goes; I thought. "I want to suck your big cock mister." His cock throbed when I spoke. The fact that I didn't even know his name made my pussy juice even more. It reminded me of a sex story I had read in the back of a dirty magazine. Only the girl in the story was a prostitute in a back alley.

The closer my mouth got to the end of his cock the more my mouth watered. I took his cock deep into my mouth, I'm not sure why, I just wanted it deep. The warm hard shaft throbbed with every heartbeat. I began drooling all over the shaft. I couldn't help thinking how much fun it was.

I had forgotten all about the pre-ejaculation that we learned in health class, until I tasted it. It seemed to me the most delicious sweet tasting nectar I'd ever had. I was definitely enjoying sucking my first cock.

I suddenly remembered Susie Palmer an older girl I knew. One day not to long ago she sat at the lunchroom table telling my friends and me how gross it was to suck her boyfriends cock. She said she felt like puking when she tasted his sperm.

This is just more proof that I am the slut this stranger has convinced me I am.

He suddenly pulls his cock from my dripping mouth. "Come on slut, tell me again, tell me you want it?"

Before I can even think what to say I'm begging. "Please mister, let me suck your cock some more?"

That must've been good enough for him because his cock went right back in my waiting mouth.

I sucked it for a few more minutes before I decided it was time to get fucked.

"Um, mister, I want to try something, um..."

"When you hesitate the tingling in your body slows, you know what you want, just say it." He said running his fingers through my hair, starting my engine again.

"I want you to put it in me mister, put your penis in my pussy."

"No, tell me you what my big cock in your hot cunt." He says letting go of me and grabbing his dick.

"fuck me mister, fuck my hot cunt." He quickly grabs my legs, surprising me, spreading them wide, but then looks at me with raised eyebrows. I get it, he wants me to talk dirty again. "fuck me mister, stop playing around, I want that hot cock in my dirty cunt." I said with lust in my voice.

I saw a devious smile come over his face as I chanted seriously how much I wanted him to fuck me. Suddenly his hand went to my panties and ripped them from my body. I let out a yelp but never stopped my sluttish chant.

"Come on mister, I can't wait anymore, I've got to feel that big cock inside my baby cunt." I can feel my pussy throbbing with anticipation.

I don't stop my sluttish talk until I feel that first glorious penetration. Then all I can do is let out a low moan as a massive orgasm washes over me. He begins moving slowly in and out of my new slut hole. My hips begin moving in unison with his slow motion. As soon as I'm used to it, I tell him I want more.

"Pound me harder mister, I want to feel it good, make me cum again." I am really enjoying the slutty talk, especially when the stranger listens to every word I said and begins his pounding.

"You like that, don't you slut." He said looking right at me.

"Yes, yes... I love being a slut, teach me, show me how... Yes... Oh God, yes!" I screamed as another orgasm rocked my body.

I am definitely a slut now, there's no way I'm going without cock from now on. This guy has opened up a whole new world. All the fantasies I'd had, the ones that brought me shame, I couldn't help but think how I wanted to try them all. Fucking more than one guy at a time, having sex with a dog or a horse, anal sex, BDSM. I wanted it all.

Just as another massive orgasm was building up inside of me, the strange lover on top of me began screaming. I could feel his warm load splash my insides. This immediately sent me into another powerful climax.

He slowly pulled his big cock out of my pussy. What he did next surprised and excited me. He licked his lips and dove down between my legs. His tongue felt awesome between the folds of my used cunt lips; another first. He was reving me up all over again. I guess, when he thought my pussy was sufficiently clean he lifted his face. When I saw it was coated with my juice and his sperm it turned me on; just like a slut should be. He gave me a nice spermy kiss and stood up.

When his softening wet cock came into view my mouth watered, I knew what I wanted and didn't hesitate. I took the delicious thing into my mouth and lightly sucked on it.

"That's my slutty little girl, your learning well." I released his cock long enough to giggle and took it right back in.

I laid back on the couch enjoying the afterglow of my many orgasms. I started to get worried look on my face.

"Don't worry baby, if you're thinking about your dad, we will make a phone call to assure him you'll be okay." My new master said with confidence as he lightly caressed the inside of my thigh.

"I was also thinking about getting pregnant." I said worrying about a whole lot of things, like how I'm going to find cock in the future.

"You don't have to worry about me, I've had a vasectomy. We will get you on some birth control immediately. You'll need it with all of the fucking you're going to do this week." Said the stranger who had just taken my cherry.

All my worries seem to turn into a big smile on my face and a renewed tingle in my pussy. Soon we were fucking again.

"How about fucking me like a dog master." I said to him, calling him master for the first time. My ass sticking out like a bitch in heat. I pushed his cum out of my pussy and got a thrill when it ran down my leg.

His big cock slipped into my loose wet hole much easier. This made me feel like a slutty whore; I loved it.

He pulled my hair with one hand and slapped my ass with the other.

"Take my cock you slut, cum all over my big cock. You know you love it, you know you need it. You can't live without hard cock from now on."

"Yes... Fuck me... Harder... oh, oh yessss!" I screamed, knowing he was right about me, and hearing him talk to me like I was a slut made me cum even harder.

My thoughts were all about sex from then on. I wanted to try every kinky things I had ever thought about. Feeling the frothy cum run down my legs made my pussy tingle at the thought of how slutty it was.

After he pounded my pussy like a dog in heat we talked for a while. He explained how most girls like me make the mistake of letting boys in school use them. This inevitably turns them into pariah that no one wants anything to do with other than use them to get off.

He taught me there were places I could go and have all the crazy sex I want and keep a normal school life.

We both called my father and explained I would be home in a week. He was upset but understood there was nothing he could do about it. I told him not to worry, everything would be okay. That seemed to calm him a little.

Chapter 2

The next morning I was excited to know what we were getting into.

"First were going to have a fashion show. You need to know what sluttish clothing you feel comfortable in. Then we'll go to a sleazy part of town and show you off. Tomorrow night I thought you could live out one of your fantasies, a small gang bang with two more guys. How does that sound my little slut?" Said my slut master handing me a birth control pill with my breakfast.

I could feel my nipples harden and my pussy moisten at the thought.

"Hell yeah, I can't wait." I said taking the pill that will allow me to slut around.

I tried on all kinds of slutty clothes. I had always wanted to be an exhibitionist, but was afraid what my friends might think.

My favorites were tight almost transparent T-shirts cut off just under my small breasts; showing off my hard nipples nicely. I liked tight short shorts better than skirts; I liked the way the crotch rubbed my pussy so good, they made my ass look good to. Master gave me bright red lipstick but that's all. He said he wanted me to look my age, it was more slutty. A pair of high heeled sneakers finished my 12-year-old slut look.

Master made me ride in the back of the van, I guess he didn't want me to know where we were staying.

We ended up in an alley between a bunch of old buildings. Master had a key to one of the back doors in the alley.

I was surprised to see it was an adult bookstore. All the dirty magazines showing raunchy sex acts were turning me on. I could feel my nipples rubbing against the tight T-shirt. Normally when I'm turned on like this in school, I go to the nearest bathroom stall and relieve my itch. Because I'm in a slutty place I thought it would be okay to pinch my nipple's in public.

Master walked up to a guy behind the counter and started talking to him. I stopped when I saw a row of dildos and vibrators. They were so big it made my pussy juicy. I reached out to squeeze one of the dildos. I was surprised how much it felt like a real cock.

I turned to see both master and the stranger behind the counter staring at me with lecherous grins. I wanted some sex but found myself with that same dilemma on what to do.

I walked up to master and told him I wanted to fuck.

"Damn, she is a hot little slut isn't she." Said the man behind the counter, checking me out. "You can go back to the glory hole booths and have some fun if you want to baby." Said the guy pointing to a bunch of doors.

Master could see my confusion. "Those booths are made for perverts like us. Inside there is a dirty movie playing so you can get off. There are also holes in the wall and sometimes cocks will be pushed through. Why don't you go try it. I think you'll have fun." Said master giving me his approval to be slutty.

As I headed past the row of dildos I stopped and turned to ask, but before I could, master interrupted.

"Yes you can take one of those dildos with you if you want." Master knows me so well.

I was so excited to begin playing in this place made for perverts. When I got to the back of the store it was pretty easy to figure out. Red lights meant occupied green lights meant unoccupied.

As soon as I close the door the TV screen came on. It showed a young girl being fucked doggy style while another man shoved his cock down her throat. What thrilled me even more was the dry cum splattered on the plexiglass covering the TV screen.

I unwrapped the big dildo I brought with me and immediately shoved it in my mouth. It did not taste as good as the real thing.

I removed my tight shorts and squatted on the dildo. I had to get used to the big thing so it went in slowly. I hadn't really noticed the glory holes before. Now that I was at eye level I peeked into the booth next to me. It was dark and I couldn't really see anything so I concentrated on the dirty movie playing in front of me.

I was about to have my first orgasm of the day, when I noticed a large black cock coming through the hole to my left. Just what I needed to make my orgasm more intense, I thought.

It took the huge delicious cock in my mouth. As soon as I felt it grow my orgasm overtook me. The cock I sucked didn't last long and was soon dumping a massive load in my mouth. It surprised me so I let it drool out over my chin onto my T-shirt.

The cock was gone as soon as he finished blowing his load. I didn't have to wait long. I heard a noise on the other side of the small booth and saw another hole with a hard cock waiting.

I guess word must've gotten around because soon I had nonstop cocks on both sides of my little glory hole booth. I would jerk both cocks with my slimy hands until I felt one of them was ready to blow. The spewing cock would go into my mouth. Sometimes I would swallow the load and sometimes I would let it spill out all over my wet T-shirt.

I bounced up and down on my new favorite toy loving this perverted place. I reminded myself to ask master what the address was, so I can come back after my slut training was over.

Every once in a while I would jerk the two hard cocks and watch some of the perverted video. Once I spit the load I had in my mouth onto the plexiglass to add to the loads that were already there; I'm such a slut I thought.

Eventually the cocks stopped coming through the holes. I have had enough for a while so I pulled the dildo out of my pussy. The crotch of my shorts was going to be soaked in pussy cream.

When I exited the booth master was standing there. He directed me to a full-length mirror and told me to look at what a slut was.

I had gobs of cum soaking through my thin T-shirt making it transparent. I was surprised how hard my nipples were. My chin and neck were shiny with sperm. The crotch of my shorts was soaked through with my girl juice. My hair was a little sperm covered from the guys who shot their load's before I could get my mouth on them. I looked like the perverted slut I had become and it was making me horny again.

Master grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the mirror that I was enjoying. He pulled me to the front of the store where the shop owner and two other guys were waiting. There was a small foldout table in the middle of two racks of dirty magazines. Store owner must've locked the door and put out the closed sign. The guys were standing around grabbing their cocks. This time I knew what to do and didn't hesitate.

I pulled down my crotch soaked shorts and told the guys, "let's fuck." I thought about taking off my sperm soaked T-shirt but decided I wanted to see how dirty I could make it.

I climbed up on the small table and bent over with my ass sticking out obscenely.

"Come on fuckers, don't make me wait, give me those cocks." A few hoots and haulers could be heard from the perverts as they striped.

When the first of the strange cocks entered my dripping loose pussy I came hard. The fact that I didn't even know this guy's name made my orgasm much more intense.

Soon another cock was thrusting in and out of my throat.

"This slut sucks a mean cock." Said one of the strangers using me. I knew practicing on bananas would pay off.

The two dicks pummeling my holes didn't last long. I could feel the warm load splashing the inside of my pussy; as well as the other load filling my mouth. I let the load in my mouth run down my chin and add to the sperm already soaking my tiny T-shirt.

The guys loved my sluttiness and I soon had two more cocks using me, I was in slut girl heaven. My orgasms were too numerous to count.

After the store owner pulled out of my mouth to jerk his thick load on my slutty face, my master blew his load deep in my cunt.

When the fucking was over, I showed the four perverts what kind of slut was. I pulled off the sperm soaked T-shirt and stuffed it into my loose cunt. After a moment I pulled it out, sufficiently soaked with the two loads and put it back on. I giggled as I walked past the three strangers and my master to stare at myself in the full-length mirror.

When I saw how completely slutty I looked; with man juice smeared all over my body and soaking my shirt, I couldn't wait for tomorrow night's gang bang.